City-wide ban

Xia Xinghe can be regarded as a quite determined Alpha.

But the premise does not include the situation where the Omega you like rides on your thighs and is forced to kiss in the middle and late stages of estrus.

This time before the estrus period, Qi Luyao hastily sealed the opening, but after all, it was a temporary solution, not the root cause, and his body was always uncomfortable and panicked.

Xia Xinghe originally planned to choose an infusion to end it forcefully, but at the last moment, he encountered a fatal temptation.

His last faltering rationality made him struggle a little: "You are not in good health yet..."

Qi Luyao seemed to have sensed the refusal in his tone, so he cupped his face directly and rubbed the tip of his nose against his.

His voice was a little hoarse, but it was outlined by the moonlight as seductive:

"Diagnosing other people's physical conditions in front of a doctor? Are you Alphas so arrogant?"

Xia Xinghe's Adam's apple slid up and down unconsciously, Qi Luyao was rarely restless, and lightly bit his earlobe, the tips of his teeth were grinding together.

"The external injury is healed, the body is only slightly injured, and the sleep has been replenished. It is rare that the mental state is still good. How long do you have to wait?"

From the neck up are Xia Xinghe's very sensitive parts, the extremely aggressive Mo Lanxiang hooked the glands on the back of his neck to uncontrollably expand.

Xia Xinghe's field of vision was finally covered with a layer of emotional steam, he gently lifted the man from his lap, and carefully placed him on the bed beside him.

In the darkness, the man's expectant eyes were a little dazzling - he seemed to have not been so alive for a long time.

At that moment, Xia Xinghe was bewitched by something, and he dared to ask: "Brother, then we are still..."

"It was agreed to pay you back before. What about the estrus period? You can't be hasty."

The man interrupted him rather bluntly, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke the reddened glands on the back of his neck, "We each take what we need, and it's fine."

Under his dodging gaze, Xia Xinghe's heart twitched slightly, and a trace of uncontrollable sullenness completely tore his last sanity to pieces.

In the beginning, Mo Lanxiang had the upper hand, but within a few rounds of going back and forth, the probing floral scent seemed to really piss off Milky Fragrance.

No one could have imagined that mild, mellow sweet milk could have such a powerful destructive power.

The flower branches trembled slightly, crushing the night into fine sand, the more the body was filled, the more empty the mind was.

Amidst the squeaks, Qi Luyao deliberately didn't allow himself to think about some disappointing things? Even though the situation became more and more dangerous, nothing could stop him from enjoying the pleasure of the moment with all his heart.

It is a terrible thing to know the taste by eating the marrow. In other words, everything in the past wants to go back to the old way, and he has no power to resist it with his will.

People will die eventually, why should they shackled themselves in shackles?

Just be happy till you die.

"Qi Luyao..." Xia Xinghe's attitude suddenly cooled down after receiving the signal that he declined to get back together.

The man repeated his name over and over again, which made Qi Luyao a little unaccustomed.

Except for the time they broke up, Xia Xinghe rarely held such a strong dominant position. When he didn't call himself "Brother", he was pretty much doomed.

The huge milky white waves are suffocating, and the slender petals of Molan curl and stretch in the dark night, trembling as if they will wither at any time.

Pale and pale, the stamens finally fell to the ground - just forget everything like this.

Only at this time, Qi Luyao felt that he had really lived.

……

After waking up and not knowing how long he had slept, Qi Luyao propped himself up, his first reaction was to touch to the side, but he missed again.

The folds of the bed sheets around him have been smoothed out, and the quilt is neatly covered, even the corners are tucked in meticulously.

The dissatisfaction and longing that had gnawed at Qi Luyao for several months were finally quenched temporarily, but he was not particularly happy at the moment.

Xia Xinghe seemed very rational at this time, and almost retreated from the edge of the knot, avoiding accidents as much as possible, and making Qi Luyao feel uncomfortable to the greatest extent.

——He began to long for more psychological comfort, such as a reliable lover, rather than just staying in physical interaction.

"Go ahead."

Countless scenes of Xia Xinghe's death flashed through his mind, Qi Luyao scolded himself, wiped his face irritably, rubbed his waist and got out of bed.

Intuition tells him that he needs to calm down and review the clues he got, but the excessive overdraw of the body rejects the request of the brain to continue to operate.

He took a pen and paper on Xia Xinghe's desk, turned on the desk lamp, and tried to write the relationship diagram like Xia Xinghe did:

"Ou Wenlin, Scar Man, Xia Xinghe, Danqing, Qin Dongchen, Zhou Bo'an, Mo Yuanyou, Mr. Tito."

"Beijiao, Huang'eryuan, Yinheli."

He bit his finger and found it difficult to connect these nouns with clear lines.

Amidst the entanglement, Xia Xinghe's previous words sounded in Qi Luyao's ears:

"Brother, all the things we encounter now can be solved with scientific thinking."

"A puzzle is a system of equations full of unknowns." Xia Xinghe's voice echoed in his mind:

"Sometimes the problem has no solution, not just because the equations themselves are difficult, but because we haven't listed all the equations."

In front of him, Qi Luyao is facing such an incomplete and unsolvable system of equations.

This can't even be called a system of equations, Qi Luyao thought irritably, this group of fragments can be regarded as unknowns at best, and there is not even a formula that can be nested.

He closed his eyes, and at that moment, he seemed to be in the scene where Xia Xinghe was teaching him high school mathematics.

Qi Luyao was Ou Wenlin's almost biological son who was brought up by Owen Lin. Not long after entering elementary school, he stood out in various tests and became a "medical oriented trainee" appointed by the royal family.

He was recommended to a doctorate all the way, and he has never received any exam-oriented education, and the college entrance examination is an illusory concept for him.

So he was very happy to listen to Xia Xinghe tell him these novel things.

——Unlike myself, who almost always conducts research based on intuition and talent, Xia Xinghe, a student who has been through the waves of exam-oriented education, can always bring him new ideas in terms of learning methods and problem-solving skills.

"At this time, we are going to look at the questions." In his memory, Xia Xinghe said to him, "See if there are any conditions that we have ignored in the questions. In fact, the simplest and most important conditions are often the least important. Easy to spot."

Qi Luyao paused the pen suddenly, and wrote three words in the middle of the paper - "Qi Luyao".

I seem to be the "equal sign" that connects these conditions together——

Shortly after contacting Qin Dongchen, Ou Wenlin was assassinated by the man with the scar. He traced the scar to the Milky Way and ran into Xia Xinghe.

And under Zhou Bo'an's reminder, he came back to the Emperor's Second Courtyard and encountered Dao Scar again, and Dao Scar led him back to the origin of everything, "Northern Suburbs".

If we sort it out in chronological order, we should first figure out some mysteries about Ou Wenlin and Qin Dongchen.

Qi Luyao took out some information about Owen Lin that he had copied in the past, carefully copied a copy before turning it on, and then tried to open it.

Probably due to the impact of the time change, most of the files displayed were garbled characters when he opened the file. His first reaction was to hand it over to Xia Xinghe for restoration.

But when he read it carefully, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

——This piece seems to be something like a surgical record, it's not that detailed, it's more like a summary.

He quickly found Xia Xinghe's name, which is not surprising. Xia Xinghe's headache was indeed cured by Owen Lin. When he was receiving intervention and recovering, Qi Luyao also helped him make some data records. .

"...brain stem...implanted...anti-jamming..."

Qi Luyao held his breath for intermittent words that were not covered by garbled characters.

—It was totally different from what he had heard.

At the beginning, Ou Wenlin said that he removed a glandular tumor in the back of Xia Xinghe's neck, which reduced Alpha's sensitivity to electromagnetic waves, which was considered a very minimally invasive operation.

But if it involves the brainstem and implantation, it means that the direction and difficulty of the whole operation are completely different.

What made him shudder the most was that before Xia Xinghe, there were two other names that were completely covered in garbled characters.

The only thing that can be seen clearly is their gender - the first one to undergo surgery is an Omega, and the second one is a Beta, both before Xia Xinghe.

If Alpha underwent surgery because high-intensity electromagnetic waves did affect Alpha's behavior, then why do Omega and Beta, which are not affected by electromagnetic waves, undergo such surgery?

He looked at the word "anti-jamming" and vaguely had a bad guess.

——What kind of interference are they trying to resist?

At the same time, Xia Xinghe suddenly felt ashamed to Qi Luyao because of the stressful shame after indulgence, so he hid in the empty conference room to sort out the information.

The night he returned from the northern suburbs, Xia Xinghe had a very chaotic dream. The background of the dream was in the northern suburbs, but the timing and characters were very confusing.

In addition to Qi Luyao, whom he haunted every night, he seemed to see his doctoral supervisor, Qin Dongchen, dreaming that he was standing on the edge of the huge cylindrical building in the northern suburbs, talking something that he couldn't hear clearly.

After waking up, he tried to contact Qin Dongchen, but as expected, there was still no news.

Since the night of Owen Lin's accident, this person seems to have evaporated from the world. Some people say that he went to interstellar travel next door to No. 49, and some people say that he died in the zombie disaster long ago. In short, we just can't get in touch. .

In fact, after this person had some academic disagreements with him, the two of them hardly had any contact with each other. In addition, Xia Xinghe quickly threw himself into a new business, so there was almost nothing about him. Think more.

He lowered his head, turned on his communicator, and clicked on Qin Dongchen's grayed profile picture.

What was displayed in front of his eyes was Qin Dongchen's ID, which had not changed since he met him: Mr. Tito.

The author has something to say: This chapter is also called "My Tutor is Wrong"

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Mr. Tito’s related content guides Chapter 52, maybe you can guess something qwq, the main plot after that is to solve the puzzle, if you have doubts, you can ask questions in the comment area (in case I dig a hole fill).

By the way, I modified the previous bug. Xia Xinghe didn't have a clear memory about Beijiao, but he just felt very familiar!